"Why?" he stared at her sharply.
"Why?" every month felt funny. "Emperor, please remember that you pushed me away. You missed this feeling. Now what do you take to question me? Take Princess Yan?"
Her sarcastic voice stabbed him like a cone. Did you miss this feeling? Did he really miss it?
"Don't you know why I missed it with you? Because before your good flowers, I was able to ascend the throne thanks to his help, and his condition was to let me leave you. He really spent his mind for you!"
Every month stared at his cold smile, "what did you say?"
"I said, how did your good flowers get you? Every month, you are really kind. You only see how mu Hua treated you, but you can't see what I did for you. You have no heart..."
"Shut up --"
Every month scolded him, "even if he did, at least he loves me, and now I love him, that's enough."
Xiao Jiuyin clamped her chin and forced her to look up at herself. "Every month, do you think he really loves you purely? He is the Third Prince of Nanting and is most likely to ascend the throne as the existence of Nanting emperor, and you are the best help."
"Stop talking, Xiao Jiuyin, I tell you, even if I use it, I love him, because no one will love me like him, and you, protect your Yan Fei and empress!" push him away every month, and your toes will leave gently.
Xiao Jiuyin suddenly blocked her way. She fell to the ground every month and looked at the man in front of her. In the moonlight, she still had that face, but it was strange to her.
She had never seen Xiao Jiuyin like that. Her dark eyes were unusually cold and wanted to destroy her with natural strength.
Every month has never been a person waiting to die, so she rushed up without saying a word. The palm wind swept her mercilessly. She smiled bitterly. This is the first time she started with him and watched him do it for the first time. I didn't expect such a scene.
"What does the emperor mean? Do you still want to detain the palace?" he resisted the fierce spirit and felt numb every month. He didn't expect Xiao Jiuyin's skill to be so profound, or did his martial arts step back? But no matter what kind, Xiao Jiuyin's high martial arts are beyond doubt.
"I just want what I want, but I don't care about the leader of the dark moon palace." he approached the woman opposite and took time to answer her.
Every month his heart was cold, but more angry. Why did he tell her this and let her know that he was living in a trap? Why?
One palm hit each other and separated in an instant. Xiao Jiuyin didn't give her any chance to breathe. He rushed towards her again. Suddenly, a silver figure appeared in front of her. One palm hit Xiao Jiuyin's palm. People also walked back every month along the momentum. Suddenly, several people in black appeared to stop.
The silver figure shot a silver concealed weapon, fell down, and then left empty.
Until he returned to another hospital, every month he didn't say a word. Mu Hua held her tightly in his arms. The arms were so warm, but they couldn't warm her heart.
"Yuer... Yuer... Fortunately you are still..." Mu Hua stroked her hair and kissed her forehead.
But every month she listened more and more, "before Mu Hua, did you make a deal with him with me?" she leaned against his arms and obviously felt his stiffness. Every month closed her eyes and tears slipped out.
"Hehe, I'm worth a throne!" she smiled.
Mu Hua felt a pain in her heart, held her shoulders and asked her to look at him, "moon, are you blaming me?"
"No, the third prince is a person who wants to do great things. This palace is just a reckless person in the Jianghu. Where can I blame your highness?"
He looked at her and wiped away her tears. "Believe it or not, I love you. It's not about identity. Even if you still flow every month, not the leader of the dark moon palace, I will still fall in love with you."
"But you used me." every month looked at him, "before Mu Hua, I don't blame you for making me fall in love with you, but I blame you for using me. If you want, you can tell me directly, but I don't want to be deceived as a fool. Do you know the feeling of being traded as goods?" she forced him, "You knew all Xiao Jiuyin had done to me, didn't you? So you were afraid of losing me, even if I didn't love you at that time."
Every month she pulled the corners of her mouth, and his medical skills were so good that she couldn't cure her injury? Did he arrange the days in the valley? Thinking of these, she suddenly felt very tired, "before Mu Hua, I'm so tired, I want to rest."
The man who still held her moved, picked her up and walked towards the bed. He had nothing to say. It was powerless to say anything at this time, wasn't it?
One night in the same bed, even if he held her, he couldn't warm her heart.
The next day, everyone noticed a strange smell. Every month, he got on the carriage and directly ordered, "return to the Palace -" Han Ling looked at Mu Hua. For a moment, he nodded.
Su Yun and Sima Qing looked at each other and didn't speak. They got on the carriage. Han Ling couldn't stay any longer, so they also got on the carriage and entered the carriage.
Mu Hua didn't go up before, but left in another direction after the carriage left. Qingqing stood outside the door and didn't know. Therefore, she always felt that there was a misunderstanding about Mu Hua by Miss? Today's atmosphere is so strange. I originally said to go to Nanting, but now I go back to the palace. It's hard to understand, hard to understand!
"Xiao Liu, go to the house on South Street and ask about it later..."
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In the dark moon palace, every month she leans alone on the window and looks at the bright moon in the sky. No matter how bright the stars around her can't enter her eyes. Her eyes are scattered. She lowers her head and shed a drop of crystal tears.
It's been ten days. She hasn't received any news from Mu Hua or asked him about it. Since that farewell, he hasn't come to the Ming moon palace. It's ridiculous in her heart every month.
Squeak——
The door opened, and Han Ling held the letter raft from Qingqing in his hand, "palace master, the third prince, he..."
"This temple said, don't mention him, cold spirit, can't you understand?" every month, he didn't look back, and his side face was indifferent and cold.
Cold spirit pursed his lips and finally said, "yes, palace master, my subordinates leave!"
When the door closed, Sima Qing came face to face and looked at her, "aunt still didn't eat?"
"No, there seems to be some misunderstanding between the palace leader and mu Huaqian. I don't think so." she sighed. It's really worrying that the two people who have finally been together after so much experience.
"Go and have a rest! I'll take care of her here."
Cold Ling was stunned. Sima Qing in front of him seemed to have grown up a lot. Although she had a slightly childish face, she felt very calm. There was no need for mu Huaqian's poor temperament to be reflected in him.